Between the Buried and Me White Walls Lyrics


Publishers: ©Another Victory Publishing
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Album: Track 8 on Colors
Length: 14:13

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The monsters are made,
And we have proven that we will be one of them.

The whores take the stage...
The whores take the stage
Flash our skills...
gotta draw 'em in...
gotta keep 'em on their toes...
On their toes

don't show them how you truly are...
who would want honesty?
who would want a group of people
that one can relate with?
don't show them how you truly are...
who would want honesty?
who would want a group of people
that one can relate with?

We need worship, (we need worship)
We need worship, (we need worship)

we need devotion...
becoming gods
the image that is thrown...
thrown out in their everyday lives to comfort...
we need devotion...
becoming gods
THROWN!
the image that is thrown...
thrown out in their everyday lives to comfort...

it's not a
musical
journey
anymore...
they chose Camilla
and we stood by her the entire time...
monotonous expression...
a forced replica of a tired sound...
puppets for a greed-driven carnival...
the same charade as the passing years...
force me out there.

Don't give them a chance.
Don't give them a chance.

They want to be fed...
fed a simple
replication of past greatness.

Step back. (x48)

We just need to throw some new ideas in...
It will eventually
get out of this closed off circle we are part of...
we are part of...
get out of this closed off circle
get out of this closed off circle
The same!

This is all we have when we die.
It's what's left of us when we die.

We will be remembered for this.
We will be remembered for this.
We will be remembered for this.
We will be remembered for this.

White walls.
White walls.
White walls.
White walls.
White walls.

(Epic solo)
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